Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Come My Way

(featuring Rick)

Yeah
You know, Slick, why do he come crib
Acting he know how the brothers live?
We have to let 'em
We have to let 'em
we go

Behold a pair of horses on the Death Wish course
Been MTV, reading articles in The Source
on the other side of the river
Where death the livest nigga
I wonder why wigga
Would even around my tilt
With grandmothers cry, uncles get high, and cats get
My guys will with him, he got no rhythm
So let the steel hit him, we speaking jail
Hoe work and day
up the bass and let the system thump
So my neighbors won't the sparks as the lead gets pumped
Its a pre-(?) in the cement jungle
Kill each other over and white boys for fun

Singer]
Don't my way
feel the day
Things change, oh no
Don't you my way
my way
See the day, oh no

[Slick
Little so a junky living act as
Started smoking crack to the void within my black ass
1999, as some broke cat
These white asking questions
about to buy some coke at
Kinda shock a dude, Ruler turn a to
Show 'em where these cats at, maybe earn a or two
Retarded, not knowing the kid trife
Kill 'em, asswipes, I'll a new start in my life
Till the drug lord knock upon (?)
Disprespected, "Washed up rapper, the fuck you want?"
The often asked, I see others laugh
I got my man he wanna a buy a a ki off your ass
Scolding 'em, and sold on 'em
the cash,
let me it through this peephole on 'em (Check it out)
He got hyped quick, pursued in the tight
Emptied on their asses, including the white

Singer]
Don't my way
feel the day
Things change, oh no
Don't you my way
my way
See the day, oh no

Yo, dude go cop a brick when he ain't got the loot
D, get the heat and 'Treat 'Em Like a Prostitute"
This wigga no heart from his Iowa start

[Slick
And a Section 8 cat, he don't any part
I put two in there, ruin their, their souvenir
Nigga, the fuck is that white behind DOING here?
Won't you say you wanted to 'em
"If not here for the cable or the (?) ya BUGGIN"

Lights the scene, there was blood and si-reens
(sirens)
The shot the brother, I still hear him scream
Black mans reality, mans bad dream
Familiar scene from the Ickeys to the Brady
Its pissy hallways, broke elevators (ya know)
Ain't no place for our children to
I try to go out in the and be feeling the day
These and stupid niggas, yo they still in the way

[Slick
One of the slang, and plus the night is young
I got long money draining ideas from
Since they far, I'll your brown sweetheart
Just being white your like golden goose around these
Hey retard, better hurry in, my name is Marion
I'll hold that American Express card carrying
Put your nose up, don't, shut up, provoking and up
First where do you live, how much money folks got?

[Female
Don't my way
Hawks the day
Things change, oh no
you come my way
my way
See the day, oh no
Don't my way
Hawks the day
don't change, oh no
Don't you my way
my way
See the day, oh no

We let the go
Sense will 'em hit where I hit 'em
Common Sense will 'em check it out
I guess I did 'em they should to be done
Ain't nothing new about the rap son
Closed like captions yo its time for some action
Man, I get bread, get me sled
When I up off their head, it was said
For that, yo, it's like
Common Sense'll strike this, mic
like some punchlines
How niggas follow me like one
love me like the sunshine
Combine, ain't you never knew of
say one but I've got two loves
it out, now how I do love...